Thuan's Poems

The owl

The owl is really tough
The owl is really rough
He eat's the warms hard
In his spare time he plays cards

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Haiku


Leaves falls down the road
The sun will make the leaf gold.
Both will brighten us.

The sun is made out
of pure gold. Beautiful as
the moon in the sky.

The sun will brighten
lives.Better then 2 moons shining.
Bright in the dark sky.

The leaves grow and grow.
All animals come and go.
The leaves fall down fast.

Animals come out.
They look for food and keep
there small eyes sharpened